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Thread #27612   Message #3006516
Posted By: Jim Dixon
13-Oct-10 - 09:29 PM
Thread Name: Lyr/Chords Req: Big-Chested Woman (Joe Keene)
Subject: Lyr Add: GREAT BIG-CHESTED WOMAN
I found the video of Allen Dale singing this song at YouTube, and I did my best to transcribe it, but there are still some gaps and uncertainties. I would appreciate any help resolving them.

The name Wayne Iglehart is taken from Allen Dale's spoken introduction, so it could be misspelled. I have been unable to find him in any database of songwriters.


GREAT BIG-CHESTED WOMAN
Wayne Iglehart(?), 1940s

[VERSE 1] Well, the harvesting is over.
The alfalfa and the clover
Are cut and lie here(?) curing in the mow.
We cleaned out the barn and spread it,
And we bought some lime(?) on credit,
Then we plowed it in and put away the plow.
Pa said, "Son, I can't afford it,
But y' ought to be rewarded,
So here's fifty bucks to go to Evansville(?)."
So right then(?) I made my mind up
And I got my shoes all shined up
... ... ...[I can't understand this line at all.]

[CHORUS 1] I'll find a great big-chested woman,
And to prove that I have nothin' up my sleeve,
I'll woo that great big-chested woman,
And I'll marry her before I take my leave.

[VERSE 2] Well, I saw the Main(?) Museum,
And I saw the Coliseum,
And I visited all the nightclubs one by one.
I window-shopped at Seder's(?)
Where I danced the mashed potaters
And I rode some escalators just for fun.
I went to where the candles flicker
And I drank some fancy liquor,
Had some barbecue ... and a beer,
And I nearly flipped my wicket,
When I went to pay the ticket,
And I got a look at that there young cashier.

[CHORUS 2] She was a great big-chested woman,
And I could hear my heart just sayin', "I love you."
I wooed that great big-chested woman,
And I'd married her before the week was through.

[VERSE 3] Wedding night at seven-thirty,
We checked into the McCurdy,
And we got a room up on the seventh floor.
I went down for sody-water
And when I got back I thought I
Must have opened up somebody else's door.
There lay my darlin' stripped to stockin's,
And I tell you it was shockin'
To see that buxom beauty lyin' there,
'Cause above her solar plexus (that's her chest),
She was flat as central Texas
And her great big chest was hangin' from a chair.

[CHORUS 3] Beware of great big-chested women,
'Cause they are padded with intentions to deceive.
If you like great big-chested women,
Just remember what you see you can't believe.